An earth-shattering roar rang out, and the demons leaping out of the city became more and more dense. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They slaughtered the firebirds all over the world, and in less than ten breaths, the firebirds that were already at the end of the crossbow were all killed at this time.

So the firebirds summoned by Qingluan all turned into ghost sparrows at this time and joined the camp of the gods in Zhenxi.

This is the power of God, even if it is too high, it is difficult to resist. Zhenxi Shenhou said with a sneer, the look on his face was crazy, the black mark in the center of his eyebrows became more and more dazzling, and some faint black aura also emerged from his body.

Qingluan's wings suddenly opened, and she let out an earth-shattering roar, and the flames around her rose up. Her body swelled wildly at that time, like the flames around her, and in the blink of an eye, her wings had spread hundreds of feet in size.

She began to burn her spiritual power, her own cultivation, and even her own lifespan.

She burned everything she had burned to kill the man who stood at the head of the city.

The smile on Zhenxi Shenhou's face instantly froze, he thought that he had won the battle, but he underestimated Qingluan's determination to take his life again and again.

The space around it finally couldn't withstand such a powerful force.

A crisp sound rose.

Swaths of space were torn apart, revealing the endless pitch-black nothingness behind them.

Qingluan's strength finally reached its extreme at that time, and she finally moved.

It was very fast, almost there, even beyond the extreme that this heaven and earth could bear, and the long tail of fire behind her slashed, and the night sky followed this trace, and the space shattered, pulling out a long void.

At this time, this heaven and earth is like a mirror full of holes, and it has reached the verge of collapse.

Fear finally crept into Zhenxi's eyes at this moment, and the madness on his face gradually turned into an indescribable hideousness.

He already had the strongest power in the world, and he felt that there should be nothing in this world that could threaten him, but now, he clearly smelled the breath of death.

The breath was so strong and clear.

"Go! stop her for me!"

He said.

The voice was so high-pitched that it was almost hoarse, and even distorted to the point of having a kind of sharp duck voice, like a eunuch in the palace. What is wrapped inside is an unconcealable fear.

The sparrows behind him all chirped like night crows as his voice fell, and then flapped their wings and struck at their former masters.

And behind them, there are tens of thousands of evil spirits, and they are black and numb, like locusts crossing the border.

The evil spirits in the ghost town of Zhenxi almost poured out at this time.

He didn't expect these ghost pawns to actually kill Qingluan, but they could delay her time somewhat, creating an opportunity for him to kill her with one blow.

His sword was also held in his hand at this time, the sword was no longer as white as it once was, as if it had been infected by the thickest night in the world, it was pitch black, and a faint color of blood appeared on it from time to time.

He looked at Qingluan and those ghosts and spirits who were about to collide with each other with cold eyes, looking for an opportunity that he thought was appropriate.

It's an extremely rapid process.

Ordinary monks could not capture such a figure, let alone find any flaws in it.

Finally, Qingluan met those ghost sparrows.

She doesn't dodge or dodge, like a mad lion, and like a trapped beast. She lost her mind and just wanted to shred anything in front of her that dared to stand in her way.

This is the scene that the gods of Zhenxi are looking forward to.

His body also moved suddenly, the blade of the sword in his hand flickered, and he knew that when Qingluan killed these ghost sparrows. The first strength is exhausted, and the second strength is not born, and it is the best time for his sword to take off her head.

The corners of his mouth finally appeared a hideous smile again, no matter how strong the hatred in Qingluan's heart was, and no matter how determined her killing intentions were, a mad beast still couldn't escape the hunter's calculations in the end. Thinking like this, his speed didn't fully explode, and until that moment, he couldn't do anything that Qingluan might have sensed his intentions.

The more on the eve of victory, the more cautious it is.

This is the lesson he learned from his early years of fighting, and he feels that it is applicable even now.

But at that time, a sudden change occurred.

Qingluan was about to collide with those ghost sparrows.

But her speed was getting faster again.

It was faster than before, and it was so fast that even the Zhenxi Divine Weather couldn't catch it.

Taishang's almost endless lifespan burned so violently to the point that the oil ran out, but she still had no intention of stopping. The flames in her eyes burned more and more, and her figure suddenly turned around at that moment, and it slammed into the dark ground.

The fragmentation of the space became more and more serious, and countless cracks broke along the traces of her body, and the cracks continued to spread like centipedes along these cracks, and this world was full of cracks at that time.

Zhenxi Shenhou's face was full of horror, he didn't understand what Qingluan was going to do. But he instinctively felt afraid, this realm could not be achieved simply by roots, talents, or relying on the protection of a certain lineage.

It requires the cultivator to have the most powerful comprehension.

And a person with such an understanding must be an extremely intelligent person, and such a person must have a reason for what he does.

But now, he didn't know what the purpose of what Qingluan was doing. Because he was unknown, he was afraid.

Rumble!

A muffled sound exploded at that moment, and Qingluan's body rushed straight into the pitch-black ground, and the ground was just like Fang Cai, and those who came did not refuse, engulfing Qingluan's huge body.

What lies underneath the earth, the Zhenxi God who opened such a world for the first time doesn't know much about it, only that he can devour any living being, and then infect their minds and turn them into his puppets completely.

Qingluan's behavior fell into his eyes, and there was a little bit of self-defeating taste.

But he was still uneasy, as he had just thought, Qingluan would never do such a thing for no reason.

He began to search Yu Lei's memory for a few words about the world, so as to find out Qingluan's purpose.

But Yu Lei's memory was so long that it was difficult for him to find it in a short period of time. But suddenly, a sentence came to his mind.

Taishang, beyond the mortal dust, has become a god.

This is Yu Lei's memory evaluation of Taishang.

His heart shook, as if he understood something, and his body suddenly turned at that moment.

An earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded behind him, and then he saw the phoenix, which had been burning with pitch-black flames, standing on top of his ghost town, looking at him with bloodshot eyes.